The Pink Bow

by Isabelle Drake

  Leo grabbed my hand and, without a single word, pulled me through the crowd. It was then that I realized Leo was easily the tallest man in the room. I hurried along behind him, moving as quickly as I could in the heels. Guests continued their conversations as they stepped out of our way, and nobody seemed to think it odd that I was being nearly dragged toward the patio doors. I glanced back. Troy was keeping up easily, his gaze fixed on the back of the other man’s head.

  Outside, torches glowed in corners and candles glimmered on the tables that were placed throughout the wide deck. The salty air and rhythmic rumble of the ocean waves rolling onto the beach added to the sensual setting. At the far end of the deck was a flight of stairs. I’d seen homes along the beach with two or even three porches, and considering the long climb to the front door, assumed there must be another deck or two below this one.

  A lean man rose from a low lounge chair and came toward us. This one was the opposite of Leo. In torn jeans hanging loosely on his narrow hips and a black t-shirt, he looked rugged, the typical bad boy. His long black hair was pulled back but some strands were loose and hanging in front of his dark eyes. Again, bare feet.

  The only thing the two men had in common, aside from their bare feet, was the fact that every movement they made was a promise of sex. Hot, uncontrolled, mind-blowing sex. My pussy, already wet, started to throb.

  This one, like Leo, ignored me and introduced himself to Troy.

  Leo pulled the pink sash from his pocket, moved to stand beside Matt and gestured between the two of them. “Which of us will it be, sir?” he asked, holding up the ribbon.

  Troy glanced at me, the hint of a smile pulling on his mouth. “As you can see, my wife is pretty horny.” He spun me around and, to my total shock, lifted my skirt. Right in front of the two strangers. Of course, it made me delirious with lust knowing these hot guys were looking at my bare ass. Then he pressed on my back, bending me at the waist low enough so that my ass stuck completely out, and starting smacking my cheeks. If I hadn’t been so horny I would have been embarrassed, but as it was, all I could think of was my hot, slick pussy. So wet. So ready to be fucked.

  I couldn’t help it. I arched my back and moaned.

  “I see what you mean,” one of the men growled. “I’ll be very, very happy to do the job for you.”

  I felt a rough hand on my ass. Warm fingers squeezed my flesh. Was it Matt, the one wearing jeans? Or maybe the smooth one, Leo, had a tough side?

  “Not so fast,” the other man said. “I’d be glad to do this one too.”

  “I have an idea.” A pair of hands straightened me. Another wrapped something smooth over my eyes. The darkness of the night was replaced by complete black. “Excellent. Truly slutty women are happy to be fucked by anyone. No need to know whose dick is inside her.”

  Someone spun me around. I teetered on the heels until another pair of hands steadied me. Suddenly Troy was by my side, wrapping his arm around my waist and speaking in a whisper. “Nod if you’re okay.”

  I nodded.

  I could smell his spicy aftershave as he leaned in again. “If you want to stop at any time, just say the word ‘moonlight’. Okay?”

  I nodded again, even though I had no idea what they could do to me that I’d want to stop. They weren’t actually going to fuck me, were they? With Troy right there? Or was he going to fuck me while they watched? The possibilities blurred together. The honest truth was, I was so turned on that I didn’t care which of them stuck their cock in me, I just needed release.

  Troy moved away and I lost the heat of his body against me. But it was quickly replaced by that of another male, who scooped me up and tossed me over his shoulder. His powerful hands gripped firmly as he carried me down the stairs. I moved my hands all over, feeling the warm cotton of a t-shirt over lean, hard muscles. This one was Matt.

  “Touch me all you like. That’s what I’m here for.”

  I made a note to remember the low rumble of his voice so I could tell them apart.

  The thud of Troy’s and Leo’s footsteps followed.

  We reached a landing and Matt carried me a few steps more. The other footsteps stopped. The only sounds were the ocean curling against the shore and the thud of my heart. Tangy night air blew across my back and inched my skimpy skirt up, exposing part of my bare ass.

  There was a yank on the hem. “Why don’t we go ahead and get rid of this?” That was Leo.

  That tug was followed by another as my skirt was pulled down my legs. Soon it was gone and another pair of hands yanked my t-shirt over my head. I was now draped over Matt’s shoulder naked except for the stripper heels.

  “Troy, stand beside him.”

  I felt one pair of hands grip my thighs and another roll my body and when I stopped spinning, I was spread-eagle and upside-down—each leg over the shoulder of a different man. Even though they seemed to have a firm grip on me, I reached back, grabbed their belts and hung on.

  With both my legs held firmly and my pussy lips spread apart, I was wonderfully helpless and ultimately vulnerable. And lightheaded with lust as I realized what Leo could do to me in this position.

  “Look at that sweet pussy,” he said, his voice getting nearer and nearer with each word.

  As the heat from his mouth drifted across my bare skin, my imagination went wild. In my mind, I could see the night wind blowing across his silk shirt, making the soft fabric caress his hard body. Maybe he had an erection pushing against the crotch of his pants. While I went crazy, thinking about what he looked like, he started pressing his lips to my thighs, nibbling on any curve his mouth could find.

  “Should he go lower, Troy?” I could feel the rumble of Matt’s chest when he spoke. “Does this woman of yours want her clit licked?”

  “Yeah,” Troy replied instantly. “She does. Do it.”

  Leo moved his mouth lower, nibbling lightly. I started to squirm when he stopped suddenly. “Step apart a bit. I want to see more of that little clit.” They did as he asked, and I felt the breeze whisper across my spread lips before Leo placed his hot mouth on my stiff nub. I held my breath, waiting for the first light lick. And then I felt it and my entire body tensed.

  The combination of being upside down and Leo’s soft, warm tongue on my flesh made my heart thump. I was disoriented in the best possible way. I gulped air and grabbed at Troy, feeling the solid, familiar muscles beneath my fingers.

  Leo continued licking me, circling my clit and sending a tremor of lust through my body. Troy and Matt held tightly so that no matter how much I moved, they maintained control. Waves of pleasure rolled though me, bringing on an undeniable heat.

  Just as I thought I would explode, he lifted his mouth. “Such a sweet pussy, I feel like a greedy asshole, having it all to myself. Abby, do you think I should share?”

  It took me a minute to realize he meant for me to answer. “No,” I finally said.

  He laughed, a low rumble. “You are bad.”

  Then he put his mouth back between my legs, but not right where I needed it. Instead, he continued circling my dripping pussy lips with his tongue, moving farther and farther away until he was moving his mouth across my thighs. I could smell my own arousal mixed with the salty ocean breeze. When he moved even farther away to graze my thighs with his teeth, I couldn’t help it, I started to whimper.

  Matt spoke. “Is there something you want, Abby? All you have to do is ask.”

  Troy replied for me. “You know what she wants—and you don’t need her permission to do it to her, because you have mine.”

  Chapter Three

  Soul Mate for a Dirty Girl

  Leo pulled me off Matt’s and Troy’s shoulders, swung me around and placed me on a wide, flat lounger covered by a plush cushion. The blindfold slipped off and I saw that it had been the pink bow. Matt took it and threw it to the deck. Leo and Matt stood at my feet, their gazes raking over my naked, quivering body. Flickering torches cast shadows over their faces. Troy was seated in a chair to my l
eft, the perfect position to watch.

  Matt whipped his t-shirt off and threw it atop the pink bow. “Put your hands behind your head.”

  I did as he asked and both he and Leo leered at my breasts, now shoved up thanks to the arch of my back. I stared at the hard curves of Matt’s chest, my fingers anxious to touch his warm skin. Leo began unbuttoning his shirt. I grabbed the edge of the lounge. Holding on to the solid wood helped me lift my back even more, a fun move both men seemed to notice.

  “You’re a lucky man, Troy,” Leo observed, yanking the tails of his shirt from his slacks. “She’s a horny, sexy piece of ass.”

  Matt unzipped his jeans, shoved them down and kicked them aside. He hadn’t been wearing underwear and his stiff cock jutted straight out. A heavy-looking pair of balls dangled below his awesome shaft. My mouth watered as the image of me sucking on his sac flashed in my mind.

  I can’t help it. I’m a dirty girl at heart and just thinking about having his hot balls in my mouth while his cock brushed against my chin and cheeks was making me giddy with lust. If I sucked long enough, maybe he would come all over my tits.

  Matt saw me staring and reached down to stroke his balls, a cocky grin sliding across his mouth as he nodded his understanding. Apparently he’d met women like me before. Beside him, Leo was sliding out of his pants, gradually revealing an exceptionally muscular pair of legs. All that thrusting power. Yum.

  Wearing only a tight pair of black briefs, Leo placed his folded pants on a table. His back still turned, he grabbed the waistband of his briefs and bent, pulling the underwear down as he showed off his ass and the backside of his powerful thighs.

  When he pivoted, my mouth dropped and waves of amazement rolled through me.

  His cock was huge.

  Trust me. I’ve watched a lot of porn so I know a big dick when I see one. Leo’s dick was huge and hard and pointed straight at my slick pussy. He moved forward and my thighs quivered with excitement and fear. I honestly didn’t know if I could take all that.

  Matt looked over at Troy. “Are you ready to watch and learn, husband?”

  Troy’s jaw clenched and his mouth was pulled into a firm line. I’d never, ever seen him look so fierce. Seeing all that contained emotion brewing inside him made my heart thump. If only he would unleash that power on me. Maybe if I showed him what I was capable of, I could make that happen.

  A thrill of power and purpose went through me. I lifted my knees and spread my legs.

  Leo moved closer and put his palms on my calves. He tugged my legs down and pushed my thighs together. “Not yet.”

  I couldn’t wait. Desperate for some friction, I grabbed my breasts, rubbed them together and then flicked my nipples. My eyes drifted shut as delicious heat skittered through me. My nipples became hard peaks as I continued to pinch them and my breasts grew warm and heavy. When I looked up, I saw that Leo was now on the side of the lounge, holding his cock and stroking it with light, slow sweeps. His shaft was so hard, thick veins pressed against the smooth skin. I couldn’t take my gaze away from his beautiful dick.

  I started squeezing my breasts harder. The full mounds grew even more sensitive.

  Leo’s gaze was fixed on my nipples. “Matt, I think those tits need some attention.”

  Matt climbed onto the lounger, straddling my legs, and started licking my breasts with his broad, wet tongue.

  A wild electric current coursed through me, making my muscles tense as my heart raced. He took his time, wetting my tits with his mouth, giving special attention to the tender valley between them. Once my skin was gleaming, he moved up to straddle my hips and placed the tip of his cock between my tits. I pressed my breasts together.

  I dropped my head back to gulp a much-needed breath of air and continued squeezing, giving him the pressure he needed. He picked up his speed, finding a faster rhythm as he continued thrusting his shaft between my breasts.

  I found my nipples with my fingers, flicked the tight peaks, and that electricity spiked hard and then flowed. The buzzing currents set me on fire. I needed to move, so I lifted my head and tried to lick Matt’s tip each time he thrust forward.

  He grunted as his movements turned awkward and he thrust faster, pumping his cock between my tits while I tried to taste his hot skin. The faster he moved, the more I wanted to have him inside my mouth. Finally, he started to grind against me, slow enough that I was able to get some of him between my lips. His raspy, low moan was my reward. Seconds later, he jerked back and his hot cum spurted onto my breasts, drizzling across my skin.

  Thrust after thrust was followed by more salty jizz. When he was finally spent, he reached down and spread the sticky ejaculate across my nipples and over my tits, rubbing it in. I loved it, seeing my skin covered by his semen and being marked with his scent. I ran my fingers across my breasts and breathed deeply.

  Matt eased himself off the lounger. “Look at all that, Leo. Think you have a load to match?” Matt crossed the deck to open a wooden box on one of the low tables. He took out a small square packet.

  “You know I do,” the other man replied. “But you’re just saying that because you’re jealous I’m about to fuck her pussy.”

  Matt laughed as he handed the packet to Leo, who opened it and quickly sheathed his giant dick.

  I was so dazed with lust that I forgot to be afraid of Leo’s massive cock. All I could think of was having him pound into me, filling me with his immense dick. I have to admit, a large part of what turned me on was knowing Troy was watching me fuck another man. I squirmed and stretched, giving Troy something to think about, trying to spark his competitive spirit. I wanted my husband to know what I was capable of and to challenge him to make me even wilder in the future.

  Finally, Leo came closer, crawling over me until he was positioned above, the tip of his shaft just barely pressing against my pussy lips. His face was over mine, my nipples brushing his beautiful chest. I tightened my ass cheeks together and lifted my hips, trying to force more of his cock against my clit. He lifted his hips up and then lowered his mouth to kiss me.

  The press of his lips was gentle and easy when I wanted rough and demanding. I thought of Troy, my true soul mate. He always knows how to kiss me. When I opened my mouth wider and brushed my tongue across Leo’s teeth, he understood what I wanted and deepened the kiss by exploring my mouth with broad sweeps of his tongue. It wasn’t as masterful as Troy’s kiss but before I could think too much on that, Leo started to tease my clit with the tip of his cock.

  My clit was so slick and my pussy so ready that just the lightest touch made my body stiffen. My spine arched as the muscles of my lower back squeezed. Tension pooled in my core. Leo continued to taunt me, teasing and preparing my body to accept his invasion. Gradually he thrust a bit deeper and deeper, each time pulling all the way out and making me wait for him to fill me again.

  Eventually, when our breathing turned ragged, he had to lift his mouth to allow me to pull in some deep gasps of air. He kept working on filling me, easing his big cock in and allowing my body to adjust to his massive size.

  The first shivers of my orgasm came even before he was all the way in. When I began to whimper from the need for more, he started to move faster, harder and deeper. His huge dick filled me, hitting me in all the right places. I bucked against him, lost in the spirals of my explosion. He pumped fast, groaning as his cock stiffened even more right before he too was lost in orgasm.

  Once our breathing had returned to normal, he gradually pulled his cock from my tingling pussy. He looked over at Troy. “Think you can do better than that?”

  Troy, my super-competitive husband, didn’t hesitate. “I know I can.”

  I rolled onto my stomach as I looked his way and smiled. I knew he was right—and I was excited about it already.

  Leo and Matt got dressed and headed upstairs. Troy handed me my clothes and I slipped them on. He and I headed upstairs, spent a little time with the guests, but didn’t stay long. I was simmering from the expe
rience and couldn’t seem to hold a conversation for more than a few minutes. When Troy said it was time to offer our goodbyes to Winona, I was glad to be alone with my husband again.

  During the drive home, we listened to the radio and Troy kept touching my legs, my arms, my shoulders. A couple of times, he reached under my t-shirt and tweaked my nipple.

  Once we reached our place, Troy parked in our usual spot, climbed out quickly and then came around to open my door. He took my hand and pulled me out, holding me steady until I got my footing. My legs were still trembling from their sexual work-out.

  Hand in hand, we walked up our condo steps in simmering silence. He led me through our living room, where I stepped over my bra, and to our bedroom. He sat me on the bed and started taking off his clothes. His shirt landed on the floor, quickly followed by his undershirt.

  “I want you to know, you made me really proud tonight,” he said as he kicked off his shoes. His pants and briefs came off next. I smiled up at him as he moved toward me until his stiff cock was inches from my mouth. He grabbed his rigid shaft and stroked himself. Even after the intensely satisfying experience with Leo and Matt, I was still incredibly turned on by the sight of Troy touching himself.

  “Watching you get fucked by strangers has left me with a hard-on that won’t quit and you’re going to take care of it. Aren’t you?”

  I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the smooth, firm tip of his cock. I loved having him in my mouth, forcing his shaft across my greedy tongue. Gradually, I lay back on the bed, taking him with me by grabbing his ass and holding his hips as I dropped back. Once we were all the way down, he straddled me with a knee on both sides of my head, so it was easier to take him deeper into my mouth. He continued pumping and I squeezed his balls as he rocked and groaned.

  Obviously he wasn’t kidding about being turned on, because he started to come even though I’d only been sucking on him for about a minute. He dropped forward onto his hands and fucked my mouth with short, quick thrusts. Hot spurts of cum rolled down my throat and I swallowed every salty drop.